You are
broken.
You have a
disease.
Oh the shame
you must feel, being in your skin.
Who will love
you now?
Who will hold
your hand?
You are
unacceptable, being in your skin.
Who are you
to talk to me?
Who are you
to shake my hand?
You are
broken!
Alone, being
in your skin.
Are your symptoms
human?
Who am I to
trust you?
You wretched
soul.
Go on, being
in your skin.
Who are you
to have dreams like me?
Why are you
so separate?
Don’t look me
in the eye.
Forgotten,
being in your skin.
End the
battle.
Find peace, being in your skin.
Who am I to
offer anything?
Where is the
common ground?
I am weeping
for you.
I cannot show
you.
Because:
I am broken.
I have a
disease.
Oh, the shame
I feel being in my skin.
Who will love
me now?
Who will hold
my hand?
I am unacceptable,
in my skin.
Who am I to
talk to you?
Who am I to
shake your hand?
I am broken!
Alone, In my
skin.
My symptoms
are human.
Who are you
to trust me?
I am a
wretched soul.
Why am I so
separate?
Look me in
the eye.
Don’t forget
me, in my skin
End the
battle.
Find peace,
in my skin.
How can You offer anything?
Where is our
common ground?
You are
weeping for me.
You cannot
show me.
Because we are broken.
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